I still remember it was a Wednesday night and we were talking on the phone, whn i asked abt her hubby and she said he had left for Delhi. On an impuls... i asked her what her plans for dinner the next evening were and she said nothing special, so i invited her over.Around 7:30 the next evening, she rang the bell, and guys, i flipped absolutely flipped!!. She was wearing a lovely saree ( i thnk the material is called georgette). The blouse was tastefully designed, with the back cut in a heart. She put her legs over my shoulders again and I leaned forward as I fucked her, more forcefully now. She watched me with growing lust. She was obviously building towards a climax. I could tell I still had a lot of time before my own orgasm, so I kept up the pace. She began breathing heavier, then moaning. She was looking at me, but her focus was apparently wavering. Her hands were mauling her tits. One hand snaked down to her clit and began vigorously rubbing in circles. Her moans became more. Jen’s mouth was inching closer to the root of his shaft, but she gagged on the size of his prick. This caused her to salivate prfusely all over his dick from- saliva trickled from his head to the tip of her lips as she pulled away. She wanted to regain composure and take a deep breath.He said “You can’t handle it, huh?”She shook her head yes and went right back at it.He look down and said,“Oh ok , try again” with a laugh.My girl was trying hard to take him deep. She wanted to prove she was good. Whilst I had seen pictures of her and seen her on the internet I hadn’t actually been up close with her nor realise how beautiful she was. With long jet black hard and matching dark eyes, her lips were painted a light pink and her coffee skin looked perfect leading down to a tight T shirt and even tighter jeans. “You must be Ian?” She spoke in broken English with a grin on her pretty face extending her thin hand. I shook it politely. “Nice to meet you, Mrs umm Thomas.” “No!” She.
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